Del Universo Original a nuestro mundo: El amor verdadero nunca cambia, parte 8 de 10. 29 mayo, 2014

(Master, could You please explain a little more about how it feels to have love with detachment?) How it feels? It feels wonderful! Maybe I have noted somewhere about how I feel about it. (Thank You, Master.) Here? 

It’s very lighthearted, very relieving. Just like you love me, but feel no burden or obligation of any kind from me. Feels easy and peaceful, right? (Yes, Master.) We don’t bug each other and we love each other. I wrote here. “Wow, such a feeling of freedom can’t be described truly in words. To love without possessiveness, to have things without attachment, is such a wonderful feeling, liberating feeling.” More, I cannot tell you. (Wow, thank You, Master.) More, I cannot say because you have to feel it, you cannot just talk about it, really. Someday, you will realize that. But that feeling will pass away, and then you’ll feel like maybe you are attached again, but it’s not it. It’s not it. You just move into another level of experience. And maybe you’ll feel like you’re attached again, but you’re not. It’s just love. 

It’s just that you feel responsible for those who depend on you, like your dogs, your cats, your birds, or your children. Just because you’re enlightened, doesn’t mean you throw them out or don’t care about them, let them hunger, let them thirst. Their suffering, you will feel more intensely. You will understand them more, you will love them more, that’s all. But that is not attachment. It might seem that way, but no. Once you realize the detachment of love, you will never go back to attachment again, even though it seems so. It’s just deeper, deeper love, deeper sympathy, deeper sense of responsibility and compassion, wanting to protect, to take care of any little thing in your life that you encounter, even insects, even plants. That’s not attachment. I cannot be attached to the trees that grow in my garden. But I take care of it. I don’t break its twigs, I don’t hurt it in any way. I water if I can. I cannot be attached to a tree. I move from one house to another, I take care of different trees. I cannot be attached to trees. OK? (Yes, Master.) 

And if I go to give a lot of donations to maybe the poor people, people I don’t even know, I just donate sometimes through the town hall, through the boxes they put outside somewhere, for food, I don’t even see anyone who even comes and collects it. Sometimes, I give money to a shop, like OK, “Here is 10,000 euros. Please, you buy a lot of clothes and you ask the town hall what the poor people need in their town, and you sell them. You sell them for the town hall. And if you can discount, it’s good, and you bring it to the town hall.” And the town hall doesn’t even know my name. […]